Our amphitheater, a vicious circle with no victor, reccurring until both hearts are massacred.
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300 points, ended October 23, 2007, 24 entries
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Good poem.
"reccurring" should be "reoccurring"
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I think it's "amphitheatre", "reoccurring" might be a word but I would have thought "recurring", and "slayed" seems clumsy english against the rest of the piece, which has a more sophisticated/renaissane air to it.
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